Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 376: Even a Strong Dragon Can’t Suppress a Local Snake

Chapter 376: Chapter 376: Even a Strong Dragon Can’t Suppress a Local Snake

Chief Ghu was stunned; this was the last thing he had expected.

Teacher Zhu Mann remembered him, not because he was so remarkable, but surely because Song Ting often mentioned him.

Yet Song Ting never brought it up.

He made a note of this favor.

Meanwhile, Song Ting and Old Mrs. Song had gone to the dormitory to pack up their things.

Chu Zizhou was skipping along, his step light with joy.

He was filled with joy yet also heavyhearted as he waited outside.

The joy was in being able to return to Beidu with Tingting; the sorrow was that he still had to come back, uncertain when he would be transferred to Beidu.

It didn’t matter anymore; there would be a way when he reached the mountain.

He would deal with it later.

Initially, he had wanted to settle scores with Lew Yuan, but now there was no need; he couldn’t even be bothered to look at Lew Yuan and Lin Xuezhu.

Meanwhile, Lew Yuan and Lin Xuezhu stood in the meeting room.

Just before leaving, Chief Ghu had told Lew Yuan to settle his affairs with Lin Xuezhu; once they left the troupe, not to mention its affairs.

Lin Xuezhu’s eyes were brimming with tears; she truly regretted her actions.

This was a classic example of shooting oneself in the foot.

She had thought she could tarnish Song Ting’s reputation and drive her out of the troupe, but now she was the one who had to leave.

Looking at Lew Yuan, she pleaded, "Yuan Ge, I was wrong, I wronged you and Song Ting, please don’t be mad at me, okay?"

Lew Yuan replied with indifferent detachment, "If Song Yunuan had not come today to clarify things, would you have continued to make a scene, until I lost face and Song Ting was driven out?"

"I didn’t, I didn’t cause you to lose face, really, you must believe me, Yuan Ge, I... I was just too jealous of Song Ting because I like you so much," she insisted.

Lew Yuan couldn’t understand and asked, "Xuezhu, tell me the truth, do you really like me?"

Without hesitation, Lin Xuezhu said, "I do."

Lew Yuan remained unmoved, "You seemed so hot and cold before, not quite satisfied. Your affection seems too sudden."

Then, with a wave of his hand, he stopped Lin Xuezhu from saying anything more and pulled out two receipts, handed them to her, "Check the times, the places, and the seals. Nobody would dare to fake these."

Lin Xuezhu saw the receipts for the red scarf and black leather boots, stamped with the big red seal of the Beiquan Province department store.

There was no mistake, they were authentic.

But the items had been destroyed by Lew Yuan in a fit of anger.

She couldn’t have imagined that in the next moment, Lew Yuan would snatch the receipts and tear them to shreds.

Having ripped them to pieces, he then stuffed them in his pocket

He said, "Lin Xuezhu, I’ve never lied to you. I’ve tried to explain things to you with patience, but you’ve been tormenting me with all your lies. I’m mentally and physically exhausted from the past few days, nothing I say convinces you, what’s the point in continuing this?"

Lin Xuezhu grabbed Lew Yuan desperately, tears streaming down her face, "Yuan Ge, I’ve admitted my fault, I even publicly apologized during the meeting, please forgive me. I don’t want to break off our engagement, I don’t want to, I really don’t."

Lew Yuan just looked at Lin Xuezhu with increasing coldness, his eyes showing impatience.

In his mind, the Lin Xuezhu he knew was proud and haughty, acting untouchable like some noblewoman.

She could sing and dance.

Her dance was graceful and beautiful, like a fluttering butterfly.

He had actually known her since they were kids.

When he fell for her, his feelings were genuine.

But he didn’t know where she learned to act like this.

When he was patient, he would join in her games.

But once his patience ran out, he couldn’t continue anymore.

At the very least, she should maintain her pride, not beg so pitifully.

More importantly, the Lin Xuezhu he knew, who was usually aloof and beautiful, turned out to be good at throwing tantrums and cursing too.

Lew Yuan never considered himself a noble person, nor did he ever hold himself to such high moral standards.

But that didn’t mean he liked someone as loathsome as Lin Xuezhu had become.

He was thoroughly disappointed.

Seeing Lew Yuan’s unfeeling coldness, Lin Xuezhu became utterly lost.

What was she supposed to do?

How should she win back Lew Yuan’s heart?

It wasn’t her fault, she was simply too jealous.

"Wasn’t Song Ting just scratched on her face?"

"She was slapped and had her hair pulled as well."

She was pushed away by Lew Yuan, who strode off resolutely.

Staying here was now unbearable.

Lin Xuezhu ran after him in tears, but Lew Yuan walked too fast, and there was no way she could catch up with him.

Watching Lew Yuan’s decisive retreating figure, Lin Xuezhu’s heart twisted in agony, and she cried even harder.

Now, in the winter days, the north wind was as if it cut her face like a knife.

Lin Xuezhu had never suffered like this before.

Biting her teeth, she looked in the direction Lew Yuan had gone. Even if she didn’t want to cry, she couldn’t help but let tears fall.

She wiped away her tears and suddenly a fierce gleam flashed in her eyes. Lew Yuan, thinking he could discard her and find someone new, was absolutely impossible.

Only Lin Xuezhu could dump someone. No one dumped her.

Lin Xuezhu didn’t even wear her scarf and had no intention of going back.

Today had been utterly humiliating.

She had clearly had the upper hand, so how had it turned out like this?

She decided to go to her father. He knew many people and could plead with Chief Ghu on her behalf.

Unfortunately for her, Chief Ghu stood firm this time.

He told her father the whole story from start to finish in a matter-of-fact way.

Then Lew Yuan went to the Lin family to discuss the situation—he wanted to call off the engagement.

Whatever compensation the Lin family wanted, he would give.

Meanwhile, Song Yunuan had already started attending school as usual.

With her youngest aunt’s matter resolved, it happened that Chu Zizhou was returning to Beidu, so he offered to take her with him by car.

As for the rest, Old Mrs. Song trusted Chu Zizhou a lot.

No matter what, he wanted to be an official, which meant he had to return and work his way up step by step.

Her family might be rural folk, but they were also residents of Erdao River Village. According to Little Nuan, that meant they were local bigwigs.

A dragon cannot suppress a local serpent.

These words were not without merit.

Because Song Ting was going to Beidu, Chu Zizhou’s arrival home was delayed.

But he didn’t lie; he told the truth.

After finding out, Guo Xia didn’t make a fuss.

One thing at a time: Zhu Mann was Zhu Mann. Zhu Mann might like Zizhou, but her son wouldn’t see her as an enemy.

Song Ting was the daughter of the Song family’s eldest daughter, and she had never met her.

But the Song family’s bearing was unlike that of other villagers.

Besides, her son still had to spend at least half a year in Erdao River.

The patriarch had said that the person he used to look down upon the most was Zizhou, but now, perhaps only he could walk steadily onward.

She liked hearing that. Naturally, she wouldn’t interfere with her son’s future. Besides, in Erdao River, Little Nuan had taken them out for fun many times,

so in turn, she instructed her son to take good care of the Song family girl on the way.

Chu Zizhou was also relieved.

So, Old Mrs. Song and Xia Guilan found time amidst their busyness to prepare things.

It seemed as if once they left, there would be fewer chances to return.

Song Yunuan, who had already started school, gave Song Ting a key, saying it was to a house bought in Beidu.

In reality, it was purchased with her uncle’s money.

But Song Yunuan didn’t want to make the distinction so clear.

She had always been thick-skinned.

She told Song Ting that the house was hers and that her youngest aunt could stay there anytime.

It wasn’t far from Old Mr. Ji’s place either.

When Song Yunuan went to the train station to see off her youngest aunt, she handed her a piece of paper.

Song Ting was stunned at first glance; why were there so many names, addresses, and contact numbers?

As the train departed, she thought for a moment and handed the paper to Chu Zizhou, "Take a look, did Little Nuan really know all these people?"